"Martha, can you please close the windows it's raining, heavily." Requesting our helper, I turned my attention to the sums of algebra, the reason I am at home, not in some gala with my family.But I am happy that I got a legit reason to not attempt those pretentious galas. I mean you pimp up yourself only for people to put their useless opinions and judgments on us as if they are perfect and not a single flaw has ever touched them. To be honest I am not one to judge people. I dont pass my opinions on girls who love makeup or invest more of their time in shopping and all. I mean we all have the right to do things that makes us happy, what I hate is girls trolling girls. Because in most cases I have seen women being the worst critics of women. Which I am completely against. Another gush of strong winds rattled the windows. The weather made me crave a cup of hot chocolate. But I am feeling lazier to go and make one. I can ask Martha but I am too fussy with my hot chocolates,
Why?Those were the three letters, left not only from Stefano's lips, but those were the letters, Tiara herself was trying to force out from her lips.But she remains rooted, her whole self still, as if she is some statue, the shock was too much for her to come back to her senses.Her eyes zeroed in on the wounded figure of Stefano. His body was laid limo on the floor. As if his soul decided to rest at very odd hours. When after a few minutes of staring at the lifeless body of the man, she had fallen hard for, she allowed her brain to process everything and that's when tears broke out from her eyes as if a dam has been broken.Stefano!!!!Screaming, she falls to her feet, she reached her hands to touch him, but only for her to be pulled back."No Tiara ." the sound froze Tiara again. No!!! No!!! Her blood runs cold hearing the voice. Stopping Tiara turns to the person, who wears the skin like her as if she is looking into the mirror, if not for her eyes, then it's hard for people
WaterPerched I squirmed at my place. My throat is dry. "Water!!!!! "I screamed for the thousandth time since I am being trapped here. But just like always no reply. Silence. Usually, silence is the only thing I find comfort in for the last month. But not when I am thirsty. I get water when they want and that's only 3 times a day. Morning, afternoon, and night. With it, they serve two slices of bread. Nothing less nothing more. I can't even complain about the situation I am in, somehow, I brought this upon myself. "Water!!!!!!" I screamed again, with my scratchy throat but was met with the same response. After being trapped here for almost a month, I should just stop struggling, since I know they won't give me what I want. Still, I try my luck. It's not dying I am afraid, in fact of anything I will be more than happy to be dead. I have nothing left to live for. All my dreams end up being nightmares. And I am left to be tortured by those dreams only. Defeated, I walk t
"Lucas I am counting. You better hide, faster." I shout while I continue counting up to 50. I guess babysitting a kid comes with some perks, especially if the kid is like Lucas. You get to live your childhood, all over again. For me, a person's childhood is the best phase of their life, at least it was for me. I had a beautiful family, and memories filled with smiles and happiness. I remember, Sierra, I and Jaxon playing hide and seek during our summer holidays, eating like there will be no food left on earth tomorrow, and being carefree.Those were the memories. And with Lucas, I get to live some of those moments again. Once I am done counting to 50, I start looking for Lucas. Let me tell you is not easy since he is hiding in Valentino Mansion. This place is freaking huge. It has more hallways than turns on my way home. And don't let me start with rooms. Damn! Seems like I am about to do a lot of walking. It's been 15 mins since I am looking for him. I almost checked all the
"A true man is one, who knows if a woman says NO then it damn means No!!!! And respect her wishes "--------------------------------------------------------------What does Rafe want from me? That's a question that kept running into my mind, since my last encounter with Rafe. Those papers, I don't know what happened to those papers, that Rafe has stolen. I was not in a condition to pay attention to any of those things. I was traumatized after that incident, the incident is still so fresh that, only recalling it, I want to scratch my whole body. That day I wasn't conscious for a long and fainted, next day when i opened my eyes, I was in a hospital. I didn't speak to anyone for days.Doctors and nurses would look at me with sympathy. My parents treated me as if I was some proclaim doll. A therapist would visit me in the hospital and will try hard to get something out of my mouth, but I dint uttered a single word. I would just close my eyes. A case was registered against R
"They can't just lock us, as we are some prisoners," Sierra shouts frustrated as she paces around the room. "You are lucky that after everything we did to them, they locked us only in a room and not some basement, tied to a chair and being tortured. If anything they are showing mercy to us." Jaxon tells Sierra as his face fixed outside the window. As much as he understands, Sierra's restlessness, he knows it's not going to help the situation. He knows that she is worried about Tiara, but she needs to understand that losing her calm won't help Sierra. And not to forget after shooting the head of the Valentino family, Stefano. What else do they expect? If anything they are treated better. Because if it was someone else, they would have been long ago. Jaxon's word is registered in Sierra's head and she takes a sitting on one of the chairs. Holding her face in her palms she starts crying. "It's all my fault. You all we're so happy in your lives. I messed everything up,
Jaxon's POV We saved Tiara. But did we? Because Tiara lying unconscious in front of me, doesn't seem like, she is saved. The doctors say, not much physical damage is done. He says she is lucky that the poison was not given for a very long time and that the doses were small, they only wanted to weaken her. She has been beaten but not major that can't be healed or can cause severe damage. But even they hesitate to talk about her mental damage. It's been two days, two days of her screaming in her unconscious state, two days of us seeing, her tear-stricken face. Two days of us seeing the pain she went through.Two days of her scratching herself to bleed. Two days of her thrashing her legs.After two days of her being sedated again and again so that she can have a little rest. No, we didn't save her. We just brought a breathing dead body back. We couldn't save my sister.......again. She didn't deserve it not earlier not now. It doesn't matter if I stabbed that guard, again
Sierra opened her mouth to tell Celina the truth. the reason they hated Stefano but before she can utter a single word, Jaxon shouting grabbed both of their attention. They both turned back to see Jaxon and Luciano in a heated argument, while Jaoxon's face was red in anger, Luciano was holding himself but the way he was grinding his jaw together, it was clear that any minute he will lose his cool. And that was not a good sign for both of them. Sierra and Celina looked at each other both in confusion and we're worried, without wasting a second they both stood and ran towards them. "You lied to us, why didn't you tell us?" They heard Jaxon questioning as they reached them. "What happened?" A very confused Celina looks towards her uncle for answers, but Luciano just shakes his head, a sign that he is not talking about it. "Tell her, tell her Luciano. She deserves to know." Celina once again looks at her uncle while Sierra stood silently, trying to understand what all the fuss is ab
Life never had been this beautiful. Yeah, year's ago I didn't though I would be here, with Stefano Valentino. But life is unpredictable. And I came to know of it the hard way. " You look beautiful. " I turn to see the love of my life my husband standing behind me in his signature black tix, I am wearing a matching black silk dress with a diamond necklace that has a black emerald in the middle. The ears had small diamond studs. My hair was clean straight, mid parted. Makeup minimum, giving me those businesswoman wives. And I am loving the look of the confident boss woman that I pulled. From the mirror I see Stefano walk towards me his hands wrap around my waist and he places a small kiss on my makes shoulder as the dress is off his shoulder. I close my eyes and Savour his touch on my skin, the beautiful, exotic tingle run through my body, and I smile. " you look ravishing as well. " I turn and wound my hands around his neck, standing on my tiptoes, I place a
3 months later __________________" Lucas, you better tell your dog to stay away from the kitchen!!!" I scream at him as his whole focus is fixed on the football match going on the television. " I am craving chocolates. " Celina grew taking a seat beside her brother and takes a mouthful of the popcorn that he has been eating less and scattering before she looks me with those pleading eyes. I sigh and look at her before looking at her stomach, she is four months pregnant, and as much as I love the fact that my brother is soon going to be a father, I am done with her craving. She is keeping the whole house on their toes. She is moody snappy, suddenly too happy, and always hungry, I don't know what I am to do with these cravings when all I want to do sometimes is scream in frustration, and sometimes I think, I am gonna go bald if I keep tugging my hairs like this. " here is chocolate muffins for your and a hot chocolate with marshmallows. " I turn and give a thankful l
"Because if he wanted I could have everything that I wanted but no he never fuckimg wanted my dreams to be fulfilled. Always told that I am better away from this life. " he spat looking into my eyes, his hold on the gun tightening everyone else in the room was looking at me emotionless, except for Jaxon who is looking broke. " I don't understand. " I whispered because I genuinely don't do. " A position that the Italians never gave me. Russians offered. But that came with a price. The price was a SAW file. " frowning I look at him, Jaxon and I shared a confused look. " What are you talking about Dad? " it was Jaxon who asked this time. It's like both of us had several questions that we wanted answers to. Because if we are dying today at least we will die in peace knowing all the truth. " The Russians offered me to be their right hand but they wanted the SAW file, the file had all the secrets of the Italian mafia sealed in it. Something that could have destroyed t
Tiara's POV I winced hearing my uncle scream and look at my brother and my heart breaks as he look at his father as if he is looking at a stranger. I can read the look because I had the same look when I saw him there at the hospital.A complete starter. No one that I knew or want to know. " I wasn't the king. Your uncle was and I fucking wanted to be. I wanted to be the king. " he roared again and with both surprise and shock I looked at him. His eyes snapped towards mine, there was animalistic rage in his eyes, a look that made me cower away when he walked towards me, " Your father, he never wanted to be in this, he wanted to play family, and yet people gave him everything that I wanted and dreamed about to him on a fucking platter. " he is angry because my father was the right-hand man of the Italian mafia. Breathing hard he continued, " And what did your father do, he left everything and ran away with your mother. Disrespecting something so valuable. And yet thes
I never liked battles. Blood, violence, chaos, all these were some of the words I hated in one sentence. The reason for it being me is love peace and happiness because that is all I saw while growing up. I had parents with the kindest heart. They used to charity, help the needy and we're always someone who likes being away from any kind of violence. Then Rafe came into our lives and that night, everything changed. I came to know I was living in a bubble, surrounded by people, I deemed fit in my comfort zone, then suddenly that bubble burst and I realize it was all a dream and life woke me with the biggest jolt of my life. It not only shook me but life around me. Everything changed and realized just outside the little bubble I was living in there was a war going on my kindest parents were a part of that war and so was me now. I tried escaping the war, I wanted no part in it, but somehow, I found myself standing in the middle of it. But I kept trying, I trie
" Tia, did you take your medicine?" I turn towards the source of the voice. In front of me stands the only man I know. Ramon is standing in front of me as I curl more into the couch I am lying on, he has a worried look on his face. His signature glasses are off his face and in his hands.I glance at him and the small bottle he had in his hand, he looks between me and the bottle. While I try to register what he asked. He asked me if I took the pill. Feeling exhausted all the time, it is difficult for me to process things, I take time, but when his question sinks, I look at him with heavy eyes and nod. Talking is too much for my always fatigued self. I like answering with my features than words, they are easier. Ramin sighs heavily and then takes place on the same couch as me, near my foot. He brings my feet onto his lap and starts massaging them. Once again like all the time, for a snap of seconds, I feel rattled and pull away from his hold but the feeling goes no s
Tiara's POV " He helped Ramon kidnap me. " I told the bitter truth with my throat clogging. He opened his mouth but before he can utter anything we heard a sound to see Jaxon and Celina standing at the door. Where Celina looked both shocked and happy. Jaxon seems lost. Celina rams straight towards me, and engulfs me in her arms, " I missed you. " I hugged her back, holding her in my arms, it all feels real. I feel like I am back home. They are home. But when I look at my brother, I am not sure how I am feeling. I would be honest, a part of me suspects that he is working with his father. How can he not, he is the father. Is he also a snake? And seems like, he read the suspicion in my eyes. " Dad would never do such a thing. " When I thought he would explain himself, he did the exact opposite, he defended him. He looks, at my accusation of his father hurt, " Have you forgotten T, he is the one who took you under his wings when you had nothing left
God has his way of working things up. One moment someone might think that they are at the top of the world but the very next month, they may realize that they are dying. I know I am no saint to talk about this and all. But I can be sure that I am also not someone who ever hurt someone innocent. I was a good human. Helped those who were in need, those fed who can't afford food. And was kind to others. Maybe today I got the reward for all that. As I watch my enemy pacing around me, I know I had walked myself into a fox's have, this can be my end, or his. Whatever game he was playing till now, has now come to its end and it's now time whether I am winning or I am losing, but what I am sure of is, I am not going without a fight. The reason I smile at my enemy is when he gives me a cup of my favorite cup of iced coffee. Ramon Morettii. There were many men in my life, and I hated them. Till now Rafe Giovanni topped the list but today someone threw him from his
Yesterday was one of the most peaceful, months, she was still a stranger but peace was there. I wish I could have stopped the time, she wanted to stay more than her I wanted her to stay. But I had to let her go, I had no choice. If she would have stayed a second more, I would have had all my control and would have been higher, the way she was sitting in front of me, and the little trust she showed me, even though I am a stranger to her. Tiara doesn't know but that was the biggest hope for me. A hope that soon I will have my kitten back. Soon kitten. Just keep your faith. I wish I could have told her how much I love them, how much I want her to be by my side. How much I love it. How much my heart ached for her. I want to tell her everything and anything that I want to. I once again want to hold her in my arms, from dusk to dawn, I want her natural smell of strawberry to consume my soul and senses. I want to hide from the world. Sometimes when I sit and think